Thursday, July 30, 2009
Wednesday, July 29, 2009
Meanwhile, I've been seeking cooler refuge through hijinks and waterfalls.
We found a new home for this little pixie at the public library. If you're a big pixie fan, it might still be there, free to a good home!
Emily and Willow hamming it up. Emily climbs out of her cave. Willow. Tree.
Sunday, July 19, 2009
I just met a new friend priti.lisa at PritiStudio - looks like we have quite a lot in common! She had this rainbow link on her blog, so I had to find out what my rainbow would look like. (I sort of cheated and did it twice. I guess it's not really cheating - it's curiosity!)
This first one included the tie-breaker question (choose 3 colors you like). I think it's an extremely ugly rainbow, but I like what it says about me! (Oh, vanity!)
Here is my second rainbow - I unclicked my answers to the tie-breaker question. MUCH prettier! (And I like what this says about me, too!)
Thursday, July 9, 2009
(This is the beginning of this year's name tag - I do a new one each year for the summer program I teach in. My group decided to name itself the Ninja Turtles, so this is, in fact, a self-portrait of Ninja Turtle Twilight. Note the bangs and the pigtails, and the fierce showing of teeth.)
Or is this a self-portrait of sorts? My inner goth-vagabond, a bottle doll I'm working on.
The next day I found the mama bird in the classroom - she had also passed on. I am not sure what to think of this. The theme of our program this year is "Taking Flight," so I'm feeling very troubled that all these flying creatures are showing up dead around me, as if it were something symbolic. I don't want to believe it is - I want to think it's just a sad coincidence that this bird family got stuck in the classroom, but I don't know. Everything else about the summer program has been so inspiring so far - we're working with the kids on defining their dreams for their lives, and reading biographies of people who had all kinds of obstacles to their dreams but figured out ways to overcome them. It all resonates so much with me and my own transformations at this time in my life. I have never been happier as a teacher. So what does it mean that the little bird died? I want my dreams to fly.